I'm gonna hold back tears,
every freakin' day for you.
I'm put up this always-an-optimist act,
every freakin' time you say to.
I'm gonna laugh,
and never again cry.
Because you say it makes you tired...
I'm gonna hold in my scream,
and smile, never frown.
I'm gonna say I'm a-okay,
while you cut me down,
such a wee-tree.
I don't deserve sarcastic mimicry.
But you don't even need me..
You don't even see me..
So why do I have to..
waste all my freakin' control on you?
If I so much as complain,
about you,
about life,
you stab me with a freaking knife.
What happened?
You were my role-model,
my brother,
my best friend,
my life.
"I know."
Is all I am able to say to you anymore,
because if I strike so slightly,
the rain will pour.
If you have a friend and he starts telling you who you are and what you can do for the better of yourself, don't always believe it's better for you. Sometimes people can surprise you, and be thinking more about themselves than you may think.
Your life is yours. Don't give it away completely, or from then to the day it leaves earth, it will have been someone else's.
~.~
